Six Word Poem，從海明威 “For sale: Baby shoes, never worn.” 的年代，直到 “Siri, delete Mom from my contacts.”；一樣傷感。精短簡要六字真言；short short story 變成了 flash fiction；陳腔濫調的東西不需要花巧修飾；簡單直接還更一刀見血。
“Wrong number,” says a familiar voice.
Finally spoke to her. Left Flowers.
Sorry soldier, shoes sold in pairs.
We’re lying in bed. She’s lying.
Two wives, one funeral, no tears.
I met my soulmate. She didn’t.
Stranger. Friends. Best friends. Lovers. Strangers.
如果換我來寫：
“Eat. Dream. Giveaway: Old Tight Jeans.”
“’I am not here.’ She said.”
